Eew!

Last night a series of events led me to a place I thought I would have never witnessed first-hand: a Made in Italy Party.
The increasingly successful event created and attended by a cross-breed of loser breeders (or breeder losers) with either a connection (ugh!)/affinity (ugh ugh!)/or fascination with (I give up) Italy.
The sore sight involved skinny cubiste, bottle service, vintage (no, more archival) eurocheesebeats (i.e. The Music Sounds Better With You,) a Milanese vocalist who layered her soulful harmonies on top of Live! Drumming! and a beeeeeutiful assortment of italos and their lovers. Strictly breedy. Heaven.

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